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The
Sacred Garden
By
Hank Wesselman, Ph.D.
I used to think of my own place of power and healing in the Middle Worlds
as my secret
garden because at one time, this place was known to me and no
one else. Since I've chosen to write about experiences that occurred
both within and through this place in my book Visionseeker, it's
no longer a secret. And since we're dealing with the sacred realms,
this locality could now be more accurately described as my Sacred
Garden. In discussing this with you, the reader, allow me to proclaim
with absolute certainty that you have one, too. Allow me to elaborate.
All of us have fond memories of places that we've visited in life,
places with which we feel a strong connection. Often these are localities
in nature where we've felt complete somehow or at peace in ways
that are hard to define, yet easy to feel. In our meditations or in
our daydreaming, we often spontaneously reconnect with these places
by simply remembering them, and by bringing up the feeling that we felt
when we were there.
Those who have read my books know of my heartfelt connection with Hawai'i,
and of how I learned to visit the Big Island by bringing up the memory
of a beach at Kealakekua Bay where I used to swim every day with my
wife and children. Over the years that I lived in the islands, I came
to know every tree, plant, and stone of this locality, and when I returned
to California, it was as though this place was inside me somehow. Through
my shamanic journeywork, I discovered that I could go there in my dreaming-while-awake.
My feeling for this place was my connection with it.
Accordingly, the dreaming of the beach at Kealakekua Bay came to serve
as my Sacred Garden in my inner world, and through my visioning, I found,
much to my amazement, that I could talk to the animals and the rocks
in this place, as well as to the trees and the plants, the ocean and
the wind. And they would respond, most often with nonverbal communication.
But somehow, I could always understand what was said to
me in ways that were elusive and mysterious, yet quite clear.
I discovered that I could do gardenwork in my garden, changing
or altering the place according to how I wanted it to be. If I wished
to have a bed of roses, a grove of mango trees, or a standing stone
there, I just imagined them into existence, and they'd appear. If
I wanted a waterfall to sit beside and rainbows to delight the eye,
I dreamed them into existence. I even built a house in my garden and
invited a caretaker to live in it when I wasn't there. Conversely,
if I found something in my garden that I didn't want there, thorny
vines growing all over everything, for example, or a swamp near my house,
I could remove the vines or drain the swamp, even inviting in dream
gardeners to help me do so.
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